The sun rolls round and never stops
to give the moon a chance to shine
As quickly as La Luna's lifted
The sun reclaims the stage he's gifted
And worst of all he claims the light
In Luna is a trick of sight
Oh greedy sun!
Dissolves the dark, burns the flesh with distant spark
Blinds the eye, boils the water
And steals the glory from darkness's daughter
When next you sink into the west
This author thinks we'd all be blessed to see you stop
And take a rest
